What did you do with your father when you were young?

my dad took me to the horse racing , and big events , THE DERBY , ASCOT etc

he also took me to wrestling matches , which were fun, as i think they were all play acted lol

he had my love of dogs , so i always went with him, to visit my aunties who had dogs
my mum was scared of dogs , which passed on to my other siblings ....x
good times with my dad ...
 
Before mom and dad got divorced, we would go down to the Norwich fairgrounds and dad would set me on his lap and let me steer his big old 1937 Packard around the racetrack…til we got kicked out. He bought me my first peddle car that I peddle my little arse all over West Hill where I lived. After dad moved to Utica, NY with his new bride, I would take the train, alone, to Utica and we would go fishing and camping in the Adirondacks. Good times and sad times missing growing up without dad at home.

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My dad and I fished, hunted and camped very much also he got me involved in match shooting which I have done all my adult life and still do so, shooting is a big part of my life and most of my REAL friends also are shooters, good people there, I miss my family very much. All I have left is my son. He does not share my intense desire for outdoor things as I still do so. I have been involved in match shooting since I was 6 in sub junior classes in the scouts, and have attended 4 world class events in the past. Also I shot on the US Army gold team for a few years.
 
Sassycakes said:
I was truly blessed with the best Daddy in the world. My Mom was cold towards me and favored my older brother and sister. I was like a thorn in her side. I could never do anything to please her. My Dad was always there for me and I miss him every minute of every day.
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Similar thing happened to a friend of mine, an inlaw, and me. After sharing, we discovered that although there were all kinds of pictures taken of our older sisters, not one picture taken of us younger gals before we were toddlers, to name just one thing. Older sisters got ribbons in their hair and nice dolls, we only ever got hand-me-downs, never anything new. That does happen in some families because of the monetary situation but in our cases and way too many others, it's not just money; it's at least one of the parents feeling like they've already had enough kids and don't care that much (or at all!) about any of the younger kids. Sad but I've seen it a million times.
 
As the youngest of three the only times I remember doing something that was just my father and myself were bouncing a ball back and forth. But he was a good dad for young kids, when the rain poured down hard he'd take us all out to stomp around in the rushing rainwater at the curb of the road. He took us to fly kites. There were some deep ditches from erosion that were in a field near the elementary school and he'd take us there to explore through the ditches (was fun as a little kid, sounds pretty silly now!). He'd take us fishing, but even better was a hill near the fishing lake that was steep and really good for sliding down, 'going to S road' was fun. I guess the name of the road was 'S'?
 
My dad was a Montana farm boy, and an ardent fisherman. Our fishing was frequent and alternated between the rivers, streams, and lakes of Northern California and an occasional party boat along the coast. Preferred fish was trout, but ranged from catfish to stripers and salmon. After he died my fishing ended, but I’ve always looked back on those days with a smile.
 
On having to require assistance and not being able to walk now is greatly limiting my fishing to zero until i can walk again. Also I do not feel safe shooting until my fear of falling has passed, they say my time frame is just around the corner there, I worry for the safety of others with me too much to attempt shooting now. Fishing it is getting in or out of a boat safely for me, I want 2-3 others with me the first few times.
 
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My father worked long hours, and most of my memories of when he was home are not so good. However ...

He talked about history, art, science, linguistics, you name it! He had a telescope and taught us about the constellations. He knew about many things (e.g., pollution) before anyone else had ever heard of it.

He took us to the Unitarian Church in the nearby city just once a year (when it was his turn to make coffee). I wish it had been more often, as the activities and other children were interesting and nice.

He did all the shopping, and would sometimes take us grocery shopping.

Some Saturday nights, we'd have Polish sausage sandwiches or cheese and onion sandwiches. We'd watch silly horror movies on TV, or play table games.

EDIT: Oh yeah, he taught me to play the guitar, and made me practice every day for 4 years. Way to make me hate the guitar!
 
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When we were little, he took voice lessons in downtown Honolulu every Saturday. He'd take my older brother along one week, me the next, and after his lesson we'd go to a five & dime to choose something as a treat for brother and me. The one I remember best was periscopes! We had more darned fun with those things....

We also went fishing a lot at my grandparents' cottage, and went hunting on their lake property, too. We also went out every December with a list of Christmas trees to cut for the grandparents, aunts/uncles and ourselves. The trees were marked and mapped during the summer. We cut them and loaded them up into my dad's Jeepster to take them back to town. The property was 140 acres so it was often a long walk from one tree to the next!
 
officerripley said:
Similar thing happened to a friend of mine, an inlaw, and me. After sharing, we discovered that although there were all kinds of pictures taken of our older sisters, not one picture taken of us younger gals before we were toddlers, to name just one thing. Older sisters got ribbons in their hair and nice dolls, we only ever got hand-me-downs, never anything new. That does happen in some families because of the monetary situation but in our cases and way too many others, it's not just money; it's at least one of the parents feeling like they've already had enough kids and don't care that much (or at all!) about any of the younger kids. Sad but I've seen it a million times.
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You had a life similar to mine. My Mom had my brother and 11yrs later she had my sister. My Dad felt they should have another child so my sister could have a sibling closer in age to her. My Mom kept saying no ! Finally, she gave in and had me. She really favored my sister even though I always took care of her.
 
We did the usual stuff together. Went fishing, went to sporting events, he helped out when I was in scouting. Dad worked his tail off to give us a good life. He made sure we had the same stuff as the other kids. His family and his home was his life. We all had chores to do and he expected them to get done or we would lose privileges. He had to have the best looking lawn in our small town and at Christmas time, he was like Clark Griswold. He had to have the best Christmas display in town.
 
The only times a year that I actually saw my extended family was on deer hunting trips for a week or so in the fall. Not close to them at all then nor ever really. I am just too much rural orientated for them I guess, mother nor I ever mixed much with them they were all on dad's side, I did have 2 uncles on mother's side I was very close to and we did great together.

I am here really missing my bi-weekly fishing and shooting trips. Hoping just a few more weeks more.
 
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